and the moon won't turn
o matter how hard i stare and the dead won't rise
o matter how much i love surprises
the couch won't walk
and the windows will never talk
and the moon won't turn
gravity keeps me from flying to you
and the world won't wait
don't bother to check the time and the streets won't burn
o matter how fast we take the turns
and I can't stop time
the reluctance is in the rhyme
and the moon won't turn
gravity keeps me from flying to you
gravity keeps me from doing most of the the things i'd like to do
in my head we should be falling
so we walk back up to the beginning and we do it again
in my bed sometimes i feel like falling
but it's feet over head
six feet over my head